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Reading a poem

24 Feb

We had a book club session which I will be blogging about soon, and I found myself wondering what book had made such a supreme impression. There have been many, many books. I’m a fickle reader- I flit from book to book, linger on some pages, and then rush to another tome or even screen. I had resolved to read every book that came my way, but I take my time with them, and though the falling into love with books is routine, few embed themselves in memory.

Now I take books seriously- review books, complete reading books, write books.

But what piece of writing has stayed with me?

It had to be a poem.The Waste Land by T.S.Eliot was a poem that I loved for reasons far from the poem. It had to do with the teacher who read it to us and turned it into some kind of anthem in our minds. Always, always April is the cruelest month, even though it is the time of our own harvest festival. Always there is hope, even when there isn’t.

So I read a bit of the poem- and it was as though my professor was reading it to us again in that faraway classroom that I wish I could go back to. That could be why the poem moved me, because it had moved someone else as well, in a place that still existed on the map but was now completely inaccessible and severed by time.

Have you found yourself rereading something- a poem, a book, and realizing why that piece of work meant what it did? Sometimes it could be a revelation.

© neelthemuse, 2015
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Posted by on February 24, 2015 in Day to day

 

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4 responses to “Reading a poem

  1. Vishy

    December 15, 2016 at 11:53 am

    Beautiful post, Neelima! When I studied literature in university, the poem our teacher read and taught was The Love Song of Alfred J. Prufrock. I wish it had been The Wasteland. It is hard for me to name one favourite poem – I love so many. The ones I can remember at the top of my mind are The Lanyard by Billy Collins, Separation by W.S.Merwin and some of Mary Oliver’s poems. I noticed that you haven’t blogged for a long time. Can we hope to see a new post from you soon? 🙂

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  2. Neelima

    December 23, 2016 at 1:03 pm

    Vishy, I shall try:) I don’t want to blame anything for the long break. I was moving toward prose and since this blog has been about poetry I was not sure if I could change my tune.

    I’m intrigued by twitter and spend a lot of time in that jungle wading through words.

    That’s no excuse to stop blogging though…

    I had a wonderful professor who taught us The Wasteland. He understood it and he talked about the poem for more than one semester. It’s never quite left me.

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